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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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Disasters, Delights and Other Detours - 32. Three Autumn Offerings

All and any errors are my very own. I made every one of them. Each of these has a different source. I am indebted to @asamvav111 for his suggestion and inspiration for Louis. I offer For Friendship in deep thanks to a most kind and gentle friend.

At First Light

Sweet love, awake,

and with the dawn my breathing bless;

assuage that ache

that clamors in my deep distress

to echo in my emptiness.

 

Here I confess

upon your lips and sleep hazed brow

amor’s address;

to Cupid’s arrows will I bow

if only you embrace me now.

 

Hear me avow

my place is at your side indeed,

no matter how

the unkind years may intercede

or where the road ahead may lead.

 

For I am freed

by joy that never shall forsake,

nor e’er concede

to storms that might our windows shake;

your smiles my very soul unmake.

 

 

Louis

 

Laugh, sun-splashed boy,

who would a kingdom’s rule embrace,

but now employ

your lively wit and supple grace

as round a shadowed chateau race

 

in merry chase

past tapestries, down paneled hall,

through common space

to royal rooms’ brocaded wall,

where golden beams on satin fall.

 

There may you crawl

‘neath covers of the finest thread

in pleasure’s thrall

and with your backstairs playmate tread

the dance of lovers in that bed.

 

No tears now shed

for lives that statecraft must destroy,

all fealty dead,

when friends a monarch might annoy,

reminding him of youthful joy.

 

 

For Friendship

 

A friend and I walked down a trail;

in forest twilight told my tale,

and he was kind to hear me out

so sanity might then prevail.

 

I told him things I dare not shout,

and felt much lighter, though I’m stout,

his words were tonic, balm and grace,

deserving deepest thanks devout.

 

In those dark woods our steps we trace

as truth and self-reproach I face;

no resolution did I reach,

but still as brothers we embrace.

 

Much more than all the math I teach,

I prize the wisdom he might preach

until the stars begin to pale

amongst the cottonwood and beech.

A comment or a thought you leave;
perhaps a plaint, or pique or peeve,
whatever thing you write, I swear,
I shall enjoy what you leave there.
Copyright © 2017 Parker Owens; All Rights Reserved.
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3 hours ago, Valkyrie said:

I think Northie summed it up perfectly.  When I read these, they immediately brought to mind classic poets and Shakespeare.  I love the rhythm and flow, and as always, you manage to capture the emotions of the moment perfectly.  Another well done offering.  :hug: 

 

It’s interesting that these out you in mind of Shakespeare; he wrote in pentameter, and these are more lyrical. Your words are very kind, and I’m grateful for your reading these. 

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7 hours ago, Headstall said:

Wonderful, all, Parker. I almost missed these before heading to bed. It just so happens I talked to a really good friend today... For Friendship made me think of him and our conversation, and smile. :) 

 

I’m very glad you found these, and happier still that one of these connected to something or someone in your life. Thank you very much for reading and for your comments. 

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I liked these poems very much.  The first one was lovely and the second one evocative.  But, I liked the third one  the best because it really portrays friendship in a way that is so shockingly true.  Oftentimes, friendship is something overlooked, but in this poem, you show in depth how powerful and necessary good friendships are.  Very, very impactful.

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9 hours ago, Cole Matthews said:

I liked these poems very much.  The first one was lovely and the second one evocative.  But, I liked the third one  the best because it really portrays friendship in a way that is so shockingly true.  Oftentimes, friendship is something overlooked, but in this poem, you show in depth how powerful and necessary good friendships are.  Very, very impactful.

 

You were so very kind in your comments. Friendships are indeed very powerful, and in this particular case, a great blessing. And if the first two found spots in your mind and heart for a while, then I am delighted. Thank you for reading, and for your comments. 

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